On The Burial Of His Brother Poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus

On The Burial Of His Brother

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BY ways remote and distant waters sped,
Brother, to thy sad graveside am I come,
That I may give the last gifts to the dead,
And vainly parley with thine ashes dumb;
Since She who now bestows and denies
Hath ta'en thee, hapless brother from mine eyes.
But lo! these gifts, the heirlooms of past years,
Are made sad things to grace thy coffin-shell;
Take them, all drenchèd with a brother's tears,
And, brother, for all time, hail and farewell.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 21 September 2017

no.. I was wrong.. not 4 but 5 times - with different titles

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Fabrizio Frosini 21 September 2017

this looks like a silly joke... ''AVE ATQUE VALE'' is posted again.. for the 4th time...!

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Sandra Dyrlund 02 March 2016

Who did the translation?

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